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about a girl


Lea Licerio. 15. 16. 17. Piscean.couch potato. drama queen. has a tendency to be OC. bookworm. weird. your average everyday sane psycho. dreamer. petite. Is never too old for dolls. tends to get woeful...like Wednesday Addams. perpetually miserable. Neil Gaiman/Jessica Zafra wannabe.

arkaybs...
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"Perhaps if we saw what was ahead of us, and glimpsed the crimes, follies, and misfortunes that would befall us later on, we would all stay in our mother's wombs, and there would be nobody in the world but a great number of very fat, very irritated women."

-A Series of Unfortunate Events Book the Thirteenth: The End by Lemony Snicket



wake me when the hour arrives...




best friends, ex-friends 'til the end...
acey
andy-multiply
andy-blogger
shandre
chrysol
paola!
kimlech
bernice
rica!
coreen
sam a.k.a. poca
gerome

ADAM

my multiply

...and then there's friendster(add me if you want)

Jessica Zafra
Neil Gaiman
Lemony Snicket



credits
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i feel stupid and contagious



Get busy living, or get busy dying...

1.24.2006
Time goes by so slowly(not!)
I'd have to disagree with that Madonna song.
Haven't anyone noticed that something utterly phenomenal but definitely weird is happening? Time. It's the time. It's like someone has pushed a fast forward button and the hours and the minutes and the seconds just went ZOOM! faster than Blaine the Mono. It seems like it was only yesterday when it was still 2005, now it's already the 23rd of January 2006! What is happening to the world?? Now, one hour doesn't seem so long anymore. Like one time when I looked at the clock and then I saw that it was 2 P.M., so I went upstairs and just sat on the bed and imagine my shock when I looked at the clock again and saw it was already 2:20! But it seems like I only sat there for about five minutes! Unbelievable. Impossible(with a Brit accent like Susan's and the White Witch's in Narnia).
Impossible.
Time is a gypsy man 'cause it never stays in place.
Hmm...where have I heard that before?
But it's undeniably, unregrettably correct. Hell yeah.

they gave us two shots to the back of the head and we're all dead now @ : 10:00 AM